You know what, I just don’t feel like cooking.
Normally, if I somehow don’t have the urge to cook, I will anyway since it’s a cost-effective and personal way of getting food into my body. Usually I actually try to embrace some of the rare times when I don’t feel like cooking, or don’t have the time and/or energy to. In my last post, when I was sick, I didn’t and so I ordered some pho. Other times, I’ll take advantage of the time enjoy a local restaurant or design my own organic stir fry from nearby New Season's Market.
So, why don’t I feel like cooking?
True, I’m tired from my weekend trip to Seattle for CoffeeFest – which I will get to tomorrow.
Is it the fall blues? The fact that I haven’t gone to a farmer’s market in a couple weeks? My empty refrigerator post-weekend-trip? The dining out we did?
The fact that there’s a dozen Mighty O Donuts sitting at home, and above?
All of the above. Mostly the last one. Which was surprisingly easy to get to via public transportation.
Thomas and I sat down in the shop, and each ate one (pumpkin for me, glazed for him) and had a house of coffee (Stumptown is making the moves on Seattle!). I bit into mine, and it was so moist and lightly pumpkiny and spiced and just enough glaze and wonderful that I thought I become a puddle of contentness on the floor.
In case you’re wondering……there’s Pumpkin, Glazed, Lemon Poppyseed, Chocolate Coconut, Chocolate Peanut Butter, Chocolate Mint Grasshopper, Raspberry, Coconut & Nutty French Toast.
In all seriousness, I will probably not only eat donuts for dinner because I'm craving cauliflower, randomly, but don't be surprised if I complain of a bellyache during tomorrow VeganMoFo.